September 25th, 2006

LadyHawke

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Somewhere in my childhood I heard a little rhyme* that has stuck with me in concept, if not word-for-word.

Take a lesson from the wise old owl.
The more he listens, the more he learns.
The more he learns, the less he speaks.
Why can't we all be like that wise old owl.



Preachy as all heck, but did anyone else hear it, ever? Do you happen to remember it better than I do? Or was I just 'lucky'?


Every time it's borne home to me that I just don't talk much, I am reminded of this poem. It doesn't really help. :p




*I recall it didn't actually rhyme, and that bothered me. Poems are supposed to rhyme, gosh darn it. Or so I felt at the time. Maybe, still do.